Thy Precious Blood

Thy precious blood

that crimson flood

cleansed me within

of vilest sin

Nailed to the tree

Thou cursed of me

And there crucified

Thy blood applied

Praise Jesus' name

His matchless name

Lamb on the throne

whose blood atoned

We can draw nigh

His pierced side

The Shadow of the Almighty

Four and twenty elders fall down before Him

He that sat on the throne

They worship Him that liveth forever and ever

Cast they their crowns before Him

Say they, "Holy,

"Holy, holy, art thou Lord God Almighty

"Which was and is and is to come."

Yehovah doth reveal His glory to those who frequent His secret place,

yea, those who abide in the shadow of the Almighty.

Worthy is the Lamb

Who bled and died

Enduring the cross

Who bore our shame

Worthy is He who is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.